Tipa and her husband, Verd, took time out from their busy betrayal of Qeynos to model some of the fashions Dina has been crafting as she finishes up Tier 4 tailoring. Verd isn’t sporting the nice level 37 druid armor as Dina’s tailoring progress has been stalled by running out of tradeskill vitality. A few hex dolls a day (and of course the daily quota of a dozen backpacks to give out to any who can’t run away in time) is all she can manage. ...
Finished fighting the Scholar to finish the Strange Black Stone quest, turned to go, and was taken aback for a moment by the beauty of the sunset. My God, video games have come a long way. And this looked absolutely fabulous on my widescreen monitor… Every gamer blog eventually talks about WoW and some-other-game, usually pointing out how WoW is better, or worse, than this other game. Usually the biases are pretty clear; I left WoW to play EQ2, so you know where I’m coming from. But now and again, I still play WoW. This series of posts is a love affair for two great games. ...
It takes a lot of soul shredding to satiate a Fear god. I shredded in the Commonlands. I shredded in Nektulos Forest. I even shredded in the new Nektropos Castle instance (tip: bring repair kits. Lots of them.) I eventually shredded those hundred souls and brought them to the Fear portal in the Feerrott. I fed them to the portal, and it spit out a samhain to stagger about the area. It was not attackable and non-aggro; all those similar mobs near the portal must have been summoned by others that completed the quest. ...
… but my boss is returning from Bali without warning way earlier than I had previously heard, I am being cautioned not to make any long-term changes to our IT setup, I am to write complete step-by-step descriptions of everything I do so that someone else could do it, the company isn’t doing all that well this year compared to last, I have never gotten a pay raise since I started working here almost two years ago and I can’t live on what they’re paying me now… ...
I spent a week and a day sailing uncharted shores. Upon my return, there were everywhere whispers and rumors of the old gods. Strange creatures, strange even for the Feerrott, appeared near the dread Temple of Cazic-Thule, burst from between the cracks and crevices of what seemed a solid wall of rock. I found no solid wall when I arrived; instead, tunnels and caves filled with the shades of those long dead and the arcane creatures distilled from the lost planes of existence. ...
I have to be honest – I’m a bit ambivalent about reaching level 70 (soon; level 66 at the moment). On one hand - I no longer have to get experience. On the other hand, it’s either raid or stagnate or work on alts. Now, I hardly ever find myself doing things just for experience, anyway. Working on quests or doing instances for loot makes grinding unnecessary. I usually make half a level in a few hours of grouping, doing almost anything. ...
Okay, so not really anything to do with a misspent youth, but if the Internet Wayback Machine had been around when I was a kid, I’d be dredging up bad poetry and long, long rants about how unfair the world was instead of bits and pieces of my old web site. But even so, looking back at this collection of stuff from 10-15 years ago is kind of bittersweet. I was making more money then, was doing more interesting stuff, people actually called me up and wanted me to go to work for them, I was more or less happily married, my kids were still cute (oops, hope they aren’t reading this…). A lot of bad stuff had yet to happen. But hey, let’s talk about bad computer art. ...
Today, regular correspondent and composer Ludwig von Beethoven answers your questions about his famous Ninth Symphony. When and where did you premiere your ninth symphony? We held the first performance on the seventh of May, 1824, at the Kärntnertortheater in Vienna. I wasn’t sure it would be well received in Vienna - the whole city was just overrun with Italians. But my friends thought it’d be a big hit there, and really; where else but Vienna? ...
A line is the highest form of human organization. You can have a thousand people; ten thousand people; more – all doing what they’re doing, but tell them to form a line and whomp. Is there any position higher in the world than Head of the Line? Or more detested than the end of the line? You always know your place in a line. You might not be at the front, but at least you’re further along than the poor S.O.B. behind you. ...
Though we didn’t get to go to the Comic Con yesterday, it did mean I was able to finish up the Deception quest to get my first Prismatic weapon from Nagafen as reward for taking care of Darathar’s threat. Turns out his anger over Lady Vox’s death and frustration at the Drakota for bringing a dozen kinds of pain to the people of Norrath and his anger at Darathar himself for stealing Naggy’s “only” prismatic egg were just a ruse to get us worked up enough to do his dirty work for him. ...